Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

No matter how strong she is, no matter how resolute her heart is.

But we can't ignore the fact that she's only a thirteen-year-old girl.

This is a heavy darkness that could crush even the most resolute adult.

Why should we assume that Misaki Shokuhou is so powerful and strong, and that a young girl in her prime could withstand such darkness?

"This is what fatigue feels like, how should I put it, it's like I don't want to care about anything anymore..."

She knows it very well!

Such thinking is tantamount to self-degradation.

Having gone through so much to get to where I am now, it's only now that I'm considering giving up on everything. This is a denial of who I was months ago.

"As expected, it's best to completely reset everything inside my head!"

"If we do this, we won't have to bear such heavy pressure in the future."

The task is very simple and requires no effort.

Point the remote control at your temple, and you only need to gently press the red button on it with your fair thumb.

That's all you need.

As the strongest mental ability user in history, her ability, Mind Control, will take effect quickly, completely resetting the memories of her master, Misaki Shokuhou.

This won't turn back time, nor will it change the world in any way.

But without a doubt, once pressed, she will revert to her former pure and innocent self.

A sense of responsibility prevented her from pressing down.

But the more this happens, the more the urge to escape grows wildly, like weeds.

My index finger is itching to grab it...

Capabilities ready to be activated!

But at that very moment, a shadow enveloped her, and a somewhat familiar voice rang in her ears.

The sudden sound made Misaki Shokuhou stop what she was doing.

She recognized the man's voice.

At first, she thought it was probably a park employee patrolling the area, but as a psychic, she could never forget the voices of people connected to her.

Even though she may have only met this person once.

Even though this person may have only exchanged a few words with her.

"It's you! What are you doing here?"

Feeling somewhat listless, Misaki Shokuhou closed her eyes and shielded them with her hands.

But that's not surprising!

Anyone who has just made up their mind to do something and is then interrupted would feel a little conflicted.

"what--"

The shadows surrounding Misaki Shokuhou gradually diminished, and the boy slowly crouched down, extending his hand.

"I guess they came here for similar reasons to you."

"Also, your posture has exposed you."

Chapter 003 'Ordinary'

Just a moment!

Even in this dim light, with only the afterglow of the setting sun, one could still clearly see the blush that spread from the tip of her nose to the base of her ears in that instant.

"So that's how it is. So you've finally revealed your lecherous nature, Makoto Haramura."

As a noble and elegant young lady, she certainly wouldn't do something as useless and even more impolite as shouting loudly just because she was exposed.

Like a swift ghost, she quickly sat up straight, turning the remote control she had been pointing at herself towards the man she called Haramura Makoto.

This is a very dangerous situation.

In Academy City, it's unlikely that anyone would ignore this situation.

There was no other way; this was the only Level 5 psychic ability user in the entire Academy City, and he was using his manipulated medium to target him.

what does this mean?

This means that from this moment on, your memories, your past, and your perceptions will be freely altered in the hands of this young and beautiful girl.

To avoid this situation, unless your computing power is greater than or equal to that of the girl, there is a special device to block radio waves.

But the boy's face showed no fear or resistance.

He was not one of the seven people in the entire city with that superpower, nor did he carry any external devices.

"Although we haven't met many times, I don't think Shokuhou would do something like manipulating other people's memories just because of this."

Makoto Haramura maintained a calm expression, and his hand, which had been resting in front of Misaki Shokuhou, was not withdrawn; it was simply waving slightly.

"Tch, boring."

The threats had no effect. Misaki Shokuhou rolled her eyes, but at Makoto Haramura's prompting, she placed her small hand in his palm and used the leverage to stand up.

"But even if that's what you say, the reason you're so confident is because you haven't seen it at all."

Shokuhou Misaki straightened up, brushed the fallen leaves off her body, put the remote control she was holding back into her handbag, and said with great certainty.

I am definitely not the kind of person who would arbitrarily alter other people's experiences and memories for trivial matters.

After all, she knew all too well how despicable her abilities were.

It is precisely because of this that she was able to recognize the immense weight of her responsibilities.

The ability to control one's mind has chosen oneself, which indirectly proves that only a person of noble character like oneself is suitable to master and use this ability.

But she is by no means a pedantic person.

When it's time to use this ability, she will absolutely not have any useless emotions like hesitation or second-guessing.

For example, like having your underwear completely exposed.

She could easily erase all memories of what just happened from this man's mind with a flick of her finger.

What makes this man so emboldened is that he never actually did it.

Why would she erase memories of something she never did?

"You understand it really quickly, as expected of a Level 5 master."

"It's great that you understood so quickly. Although I trust Ms. Shokuhou, I still don't really like having my memories erased at will."

Makoto Haramura shrugged, turned his back on Misaki Shokuhou, and walked towards the wooden bench under the streetlight.

Misaki Shokuhou also seemed to be thinking for a moment, but the instant Makoto Haramura sat down, she took a step and walked towards him.

Overall, the acquaintance between Makoto Haramura and Misaki Shokuhou can almost entirely be considered accidental.

In a clichéd incident, a delinquent youth sets his sights on the brainless young lady of Tokiwadai through a gap between buildings.

A woman forgot her belongings in a luxury store, and this man returned them to her.

The coincidence of the series of events was astonishing, as if some unseen force was orchestrating their meeting.

At the beginning, the two sides only glanced at each other, without any communication whatsoever.

Now, at least both sides know each other's names.

Can we even sit down like this and talk calmly?

It was already completely dark; the last rays of the setting sun were now gone.

That's why, on this sweltering summer night, the arrival of night finally brought a touch of coolness.

The rustling sound of leaves being blown by the breeze!

The forest was filled with the chirping of insects!

The two sat quietly on the bench, each on the edge, with about two or three people between them. They could only hear the natural sounds around them, but not their conversation.

In fact, the two of them did not exchange any words.

Almost half an hour has passed since Haramura Makoto first extended the invitation to Shokuhou Misaki.

No one initiated a conversation with the other; they were all quietly enjoying the tranquil summer night, gazing at the calm lake surface.

"Seriously, are we just going to say nothing like that?"

"You're as annoying as ever to let a lady speak first."

Perhaps it's just ordinary.

Perhaps it was a joke.

Perhaps it was mockery.

There might even be a hint of shyness mixed in?

In short, it was Misaki Shokuhou who started the conversation in this situation, but it was still difficult for people to understand what Misaki Shokuhou really meant.

"I think it's hard to call someone who labels me a pervert without any evidence a lady."

He spread his hands, and his expression alone revealed his helplessness.

"what?"

As if her tail had been stepped on, the final syllable of Misaki Shokuhou rose indefinitely, eight degrees higher than the original pitch.

"He gathers so many women with useless fat on their chests in his own company, and he still says he's not a pervert?"

"Eh!"

This time, Makoto Haramura really sighed out loud.

He looked into Misaki Shokuhou's eyes, and this time there was more than just helplessness; there was also a hint of sorrow in them. Then, Makoto Haramura gently shook his head and said:

"I don't even know what to say anymore."

"Putting aside the label of 'pervert' you assigned me, since you've already decided that I'm interested in women with good figures..."

As he said this, Makoto Haramura's gaze shifted downwards, landing precisely on Misaki Shokuhou's chest.

"Then why would I be interested in someone as 'ordinary' as you?"

Chapter 004 Misaki Shokuhou Wants to Have

The scene fell silent once again.

Misaki Shokuhou's face was filled with a gritted-teeth expression, and her gaze at Makoto Haramura was as if she wanted to bite him hard with her own teeth.

"I'm just young, not yet at the age of development, do you understand?"

There are advantages to being flat. Those who only know big things are heretics, disgusting fantasies of boys with dirty minds.

actually!

These are just the stubborn claims of women who have passed puberty and know they will never have that perfect figure.

D, that's a man's dream and a woman's ambition.

If a girl could truly possess something like that, no girl would say she wouldn't want it.

Similarly, for girls with flat chests, being judged on this physical characteristic by others would definitely make them furious.

This theory may not apply to all girls, but it certainly applies to Misaki Shokuhou at least.

"Yes, yes, there is a possibility that it will grow. Okay?"

"I believe you, of course I believe you."

This was an utterly obvious, dismissive tone.

Even the most obtuse person could tell what Haramura Makoto meant just by looking at his face and listening to his tone.

But it was precisely because of Makoto Haramura's attitude that Misaki Shokuhou's anger flared up even more.